Jez and I have rowed about all sorts of things on the road – on really important issues, too, as you can well imagine (the price of a pair of flippers, whose fault it is we got up so late, where we should have gone to eat last night) - but mostly we row about who’s in the right.

I wouldn’t like to say who that normally is; let’s just put it like this: when we’re abroad, and not on Planet Ali, it’s him every time.